Fourth of July was
quiet around here … until about 9:00 p.m., then it was bombs bursting in air.
I looked out the
patio and bedroom windows, trying to catch a glimpse, but the light show was on
the other side of the complex. I would have had to go outside to watch, which
is what some of the neighbors did.
Earlier in the day, I
managed to finish laundry, log 6 miles into the San Francisco Challenge, and fix the problem with the improperly ironed and
stretched landscape piece.
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I even managed to lug
the carpet cleaner out of the patio storage area, but that’s as far as I got with
cleaning the carpet. I’ll get around to it tomorrow.
Instead, I got online
and spent hours laughing at what clever people had done with Photoshop and that
photo of New Jersey Governor Christy lounging on a “closed to public” beach – of which these are just a hilarious few.
Today, I headed out
to the craft store to pick up floss for my next project. While waiting in line,
I observed a grandmother and her two grand girls at the check stand. Took them quite
a while, the line was backing up and, after all was said and done, they walked away without their
purchase. The woman at the register yelled out, “Ma’am”, held up the package,
one of the grand girls went “Ohhhh”, ran back, grabbed the package, and I
laughed out loud.
I thought the scene
was funny.
When it was my turn
at the check stand, I gave the girl at the register my cell phone, so she could
scan my coupon, paid for my purchases and, in the process of stuffing change and the cell phone back into
my fanny pack and getting out of the way, so as to not hold up the next person,
I walked away from my package.
I heard the girl at
the register yell out, “Ma’am”, went back, grabbed my package and avoided
making eye contact with those in line behind me who’d heard me, just moments before, laugh when
it happened to someone else.
Wasn’t so funny when
it happened to me, but serves me right.
